Rebirth: Overthrow Song Dynasty

On November 20, the entire Yanyun Sixteen States were covered with heavy snow.

Outside the south gate of Yanjing City, there are thousands of pillars standing here, and a Khitan corpse is hung on each pillar.

The crimes of the Khitans who were killed are engraved on the top of the pillar.

Most of them were rebellions, others were homicides, others were thefts, and there were some odd and small charges.

Their bodies were already covered with a layer of white snow, their skin was pale, and they looked very terrifying.

The land below has already flowed into rivers of blood, but now it is also covered with snow.

There is also a small group of more than one hundred Song Army soldiers patrolling around.

The Khitan people dare not come here at all, let alone here, and now, many Khitan people dare not leave their homes! They are afraid that they will be killed if they come to the street!

Not only in Yanjing City, but in the entire Sixteen States of Yanyun, the gates of all prefectures and counties are covered with corpses of Khitan people, and the crimes of Khitan people are engraved on them.

In just one month, a total of 100,000 Khitan people died under the sword of Song Army.

There are only two million Khitan people in the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun, that is to say, one out of every twenty people died!

When the Jurchens went south, they entered the Sixteen States of Yanyun. At that time, countless Khitan nobles were killed by the Jurchens! During the years when the Jurchens ruled Yanyun, there were also Jurchens who resisted, but all of them were killed by the Jurchens!

When Zhao Chen led hundreds of thousands of Song troops into Yanyun, all rebels were killed this time!

After these two purges, the rest of the Khitan people are honest and gutless people. In a short period of time, there will be no more turmoil in the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun, and the Khitan people will not dare to stand up for rebellion.

The Khitan people really understand that the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun have changed! This is no longer the Yanyun of the Liao Kingdom, but the Yanyun of the Song Dynasty! They are no longer the masters of this land. On this land, they can only live in fear, and can no longer be domineering and arrogant!

A dozen Han people stood near the gate of Yanjing City, looking at the Khitan corpses in the distance.

The scene over there was too terrifying, and they didn't dare to go there.

"Now the Khitan people don't dare to be arrogant anymore! The Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures are really our Han people's world! Now, we Han people have turned over and become the masters!" A middle-aged man in his forties said.

"Yes! After two hundred years, we Han people have finally become the masters of Yanyun, and we are no longer second-class people! From now on, Khitan people will never dare to bully us Han people again!" The year-old old man said with joy in his eyes.

"From now on, the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun will be governed by our Han emperor and court! It's really great!" said another Han citizen.

"But we can't violate the court's laws! Some time ago, Zhao Si and the others tried to occupy the courtyard of a Khitan man, but they were also beheaded!" A young man said timidly.

"Actually, if we don't break the law, those officers and soldiers are very polite to us! I have lived for more than 60 years, and this is the first time I have seen such polite officers and soldiers! Yesterday, I went outside to collect firewood, and there were soldiers coming up Help me deliver the firewood home! It's unbelievable!" The man in his sixties laughed.

"The sky has changed! Our Song Dynasty army is cruel to the enemy, but it is very kind to our own people!" The rest of the dozen or so Han people nodded one after another.

In fact, during this period of time, they really saw that these soldiers of the Song Army were different and often helped the people, which surprised them to the extreme.

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In a village west of Yanjing, half of the Khitan people in the village were killed because of the cleansing.

Originally, the number of Han people in this village far exceeded that of Khitan people, and it is even more so now.

However, the Han people here are all tenant farmers of the Khitan people, and they are truly destitute.

The snow was falling heavily, and there was a white haze in front of my eyes. However, in this weather, more than a dozen old people were standing at the intersection of the village. The clothes they wore were very old, but they were all neatly packed. These old men all had anxious expressions on their faces. Beside them, there was a group of middle-aged people following them, some supporting them, and some waiting anxiously.

At this moment, there was a sound of horseshoes in the distance!

Not long after, in the heavy snow, they saw hundreds of cavalry from the Song Army coming towards them.

Among the numerous cavalrymen of the Song Army, there was a young man who was the most conspicuous. He was dressed in bright yellow and looked heroic.

"Caomin wait to see Your Majesty!" Before those people arrived, a group of villagers here hastily knelt down, and they shouted loudly, but it is estimated that the Song Army cavalry may not be able to hear the voice here.

Zhao Chen and Yu Yunwen rode their horses forward. In the heavy snow, they saw so many people kneeling at the intersection of the village.

When he came to the entrance of the village, Zhao Chen hurriedly got off his horse and said, "Get up quickly! Who told you to wait for me here?"

"Grassmen, see Your Majesty! I'll wait until I get the news that Your Majesty is coming, and I've been waiting for you here long before anyone tells me!" The dozen or so old men kowtowed again at this moment.

"Help them all up!" Zhao Chen said.

At that moment, a group of soldiers stepped forward and helped these old people up. After these old people got up, those dozens of middle-aged people stood up.

Whether it was these old men or those villagers, they all lowered their heads, not daring to look at Zhao Chen, lest they be impolite.

"I came here just to have a look and turn around. You don't need to come out to greet me! Who is the village official?" Zhao Chen said.

"Your Majesty, this old man is now the village leader." An old man in his sixties stood up and said.

"What's your name?" Zhao Chen asked.

"Grassman Qian Shirong." The old man said hastily.

"The snow is so heavy, let's quickly find a place to cover the snow." Zhao Chen laughed.

"Yes, Your Majesty, please follow the grass people!" The old man hurriedly said.

Right now the old man was walking in front, Zhao Chen, Yu Yunwen and others followed behind, and the villagers followed closely behind.

Not long after, they came to a big house with three entrances and three exits, and the old man opened the gate.

"Your Majesty, this is not the house of the grassroots. This is the house of the former Khitan landlord! However, the Khitan landlord tried to resist the court and was killed by the court! This house has been empty! Today, His Majesty came, and we cleaned it up. Clean it up and let Your Majesty have a place to rest." said the old man Qian Shirong.

"You've put your heart into it!" Zhao Chen smiled.

"As long as His Majesty is satisfied, that's fine." Seeing the smile on Zhao Chen's face, Qian Shirong was relieved, and laughed too, and said.

To be honest, when I first heard that Zhao Chen was coming, the villagers in the village were very nervous. In just one month, Zhao Chen killed 100,000 Khitan people with iron and blood methods. This method not only deterred the Khitan people, but also deterred the Han people! After seeing such methods, everyone in Yan Yun guessed that Zhao Chen was a cold-blooded and heartless person, cruel to the extreme! The people in the village were afraid that they would offend Zhao Chen by making a slight mistake, and that the whole village would be bloodbathed at that time! However, after seeing Zhao Chen himself, Qian Shirong and the villagers were very different. They felt that Zhao Chen was not a cruel person at all, and he felt very gentle, which was very different from their guess.

After entering the house, everyone sat down in a big room, which was rather warm, and several tall and handsome village girls had already brought hot tea to Zhao Chen, Yu Yunwen and others.

"In the village, do the villagers have enough food?" Zhao Chen asked while drinking tea.

"Your Majesty, if you eat fast, you may be able to survive this winter." Qian Shirong said.

"So, the food is still a little short?" Zhao Chen said.

Qian Shirong hesitated for a while, then nodded.

"This year, we first recovered Jiangnan, then recovered Yanyun, and recovered the Central Plains. The land area of ​​the Great Song Dynasty has doubled, and the population has increased several times! I have suffered so much, I have exempted many places in the south of the Yangtze River from agricultural taxes, so now the imperial court does not have much food in hand! The money and food in Guanshan, Sichuan and Shu are not enough to support these many places! But fortunately after entering Yanjing, we found that the city of Yanjing There is actually a lot of money and food reserves in the middle! The Jurchens have transported a lot of money and food to Yanjing! Except for a part of the money and food to supply the army to prevent the Jurchens from outside the pass, the rest of the money and food will be used for disaster relief and provided to the people!" Zhao Chen said.

"Your Majesty is saying that we can also get food?" Qian Shirong asked in surprise.

"That's right! The imperial court must ensure that no one will starve to death this winter! By next year, everything will be fine." Zhao Chen said.

When the villagers heard the news, they all had surprise expressions on their faces! In ancient China, if people could not starve to death in winter, it would be extremely rare! But for thousands of years in ancient times, almost none of them did it! Even before liberation, it was difficult to keep people from starving to death in winter. In many poor villages, the corpses of starved children were piled up in ditches every year.

"Also, in a few days, the imperial court will send people to measure the land!" Zhao Chen said again.

"Measuring the land?" Qian Shirong was startled again.

"You used to be tenant farmers of the Khitan people, but now the Sixteen States of Yanyun have been owned by us, and the Khitan people can no longer dominate us Han people! When the Jurchens were here, many Khitan nobles were killed. When the Jurchens were killed, countless lands were left behind. Some time ago, the Khitans rebelled and were killed again, and some lands were left behind! These lands will naturally be distributed to the people. If there is no accident, each person can distribute Two or three acres of land! Qian Shirong, how many people are there in your family?" Zhao Chen said.

"There are seven grandparents and grandchildren in the Caomin family!" Qian Shirong said.

"Your family should be able to divide more than ten acres of land, if more, maybe even twenty acres of land." Zhao Chen said.

"Ah!" Qian Shirong froze there, unable to believe it.

The most precious thing in ancient times was land! What farmers look forward to most is the land! It's a pity that in ancient times, most farmers had no land! Especially in the Song Dynasty, 90% of the farmers were tenant farmers! In the Sixteen States of Yanyun, almost all the Han people are Khitan tenant farmers. Their ancestors have longed to own land for generations, and now Zhao Chen finally fulfilled their wish!

"What Your Majesty said is true?" After a while, Qian Shirong knelt down and asked in surprise.

"Of course it is true! In addition to the land, some agricultural tools from the former landlords will also be distributed to the common people. We will also distribute the seeds before spring plowing next year. In addition, we will go north in the future to occupy Shangjing, the former Liao Kingdom. Zhongjing and other places also have land, and the land there may be distributed to the people in the future! The northern territory is very large, and the most worrying thing for us in the future is the land!" Zhao Chen said.

In the Liao and Song Dynasties, the north was not just grasslands. Shangjing and Zhongjing in the Liao Kingdom were two huge urban circles, and there were countless cultivated lands in them. When the Jurchen invaded, Shangjing and Zhongjing were among the first places to be invaded. All the Khitans there were turned into slaves, and many cultivated lands there were abandoned. Zhao Chen will still encourage the people to go there and develop there in the future. In addition, there is also a lot of cultivated land in the Yinchuan Plain of Xixia, and the people can also be encouraged to go there! As for Liaodong, there is a famous black land, which can also be developed! In ancient China, at the end of each dynasty, land annexation was fierce, but Zhao Chen wanted to completely eliminate this phenomenon. On the one hand, he developed from an agricultural society to a commercial society, and on the other hand, he continued to expand and lay down endless land.

The surrounding villagers also heard these words, and everyone showed ecstatic expressions on their faces.

Many people couldn't believe it. They thought that after the death of those Khitan landlords, the land would be confiscated by the imperial court and belonged to the imperial court. They didn't expect that it would be distributed to ordinary people like them!

"Caomin thank you, Your Majesty!" After a while, all the villagers knelt down and said in surprise.

"Yanyun sixteen prefectures are the world of our Han people. From now on, you are no longer planting land for others, but for yourself! Therefore, you must be diligent and plant well, and your harvest will be good in a year , If the seeds are poor, you will have nothing to eat! You should understand this truth, right?" Zhao Chen laughed.

"The grass people naturally understand! In the past, they used to farm land for the landlords. No matter how well the crops were planted, most of the harvest belonged to the Khitan people! Now it's all right, and the crops are all ours! Your Majesty, if this is the case, from next year From the beginning, we will never worry about food again!" Qian Shirong said excitedly.

He is a master grain grower in this village, but it is a pity that when he was a tenant farmer, 90% of his income was taken by the landlord! Under such circumstances, no matter how good the ability to grow food is, it will be difficult to survive, and the enthusiasm for growing food will also be hit! But now that the land is his own, it is of course different!

This is also the reason why the enthusiasm for growing grain has greatly increased and the harvest has increased greatly after the rent reduction orders were implemented in Guanshan, Sichuan and Sichuan!

"Your Majesty, are you sure you will never leave Yanyun again?" A villager asked.

"Don't worry, I will never leave Yanyun! A few days ago, I discussed with several ministers about making Yanjing the capital." Zhao Chen said.

"Ah!" Hearing these words, the faces of the villagers showed mixed expressions of surprise again.

They were afraid that the Great Song Dynasty would give up Yanyun, but if the emperor intended to use Yanjing as the capital, it would mean that it was absolutely impossible to give up Yanyun sixteen prefectures!